After hearing that his mentor agreed to accept him as his disciple, Xia Wenxue's cold face was as charming as the flowers blooming in spring.

"I'm clear, my teacher."

"I will definitely be filial to you."

Xia Wenxue bowed deeply to her mentor with a little excitement.

Two hundred years ago, she felt that her mentor had reached the point of being superb in terms of literary and artistic principles.

After all, it is impossible to write a poem in just a few seconds, let alone write a peerless poem, even the dean of the Baijia Academy may not be able to do it.

But her mentor could do it easily, not only could he write a poem in a few seconds, but he could also write several poems in a row.

This kind of talent that can shock the ages is something she has never seen before.

Moreover, her mentor was educated and she was not a person who forgot her roots, so she recognized Su Changzhou as her master in her life.

Even if the elders of Baijia Academy wanted to accept her as their personal disciple, she would directly refuse.

"My name is Yun Yiyi."

"I will be your senior sister from now on."

Yun Yiyi stretched out her hand and said friendly.

She was not dissatisfied with the master's acceptance of an apprentice. After all, it was her own job to accept an apprentice, and she had no right to take care of it.

It is not possible to make her master's reputation resound throughout the Penglai world by relying on herself alone, and it is not a bad thing to have an extra helper.

Moreover, this junior sister seems to be an important figure in the Holy Wen Dynasty. With her help, expanding Senior Brother Su's fan club in the Holy Wen Dynasty should be able to achieve twice the result with half the effort.

"Sister Yun, please take care of me in the future."

Xia Wenxue nodded and said.

Although she is older than Senior Sister Yun, she started earlier than herself, so she should call her senior sister.

Moreover, she is quiet by nature and has no idea of ​​competing for the position of senior sister. As long as she can learn from her mentor, she will be satisfied.

"Ask Xue, I have something to ask you."

Su Changzhou asked as he looked at his newly accepted apprentice.

"Master, just ask if you have anything."

"Disciples must answer every question."

Xia Wenxue looked at the master seriously and said.

"Have you joined other sects?"

"Master, no."

"Then how did you enter the realm of the Golden Pill in two hundred years?"

Su Changzhou asked in a little confusion.

Without the cultivation of the sect's resources, it is almost impossible for a casual cultivator to achieve the perfection of the golden elixir in such a short time. Even if there is training of the sect, it requires a person with extremely high talent to do so.

Moreover, this Holy Literature Dynasty does not seem to have any rich spiritual energy, and it is extremely difficult to achieve the perfection of the Golden Pill.

"Master, I continue to improve my literary style by studying the poetry and lyrics you left behind every day."

"I always remember that article "Encouraging Learning"."

"The accumulation of soil forms a mountain, and wind and rain prosper; the accumulation of water forms abyss, and dragons are born."

"Therefore, without accumulating small steps, you cannot reach a thousand miles; without accumulating small streams, you cannot form a river and a sea."

"So the disciples are studying hard every day, constantly improving their literary talent, and unknowingly they have the current strength."

Xia Wenxue replied respectfully.

Normal literary practices are to learn the poems and strategies of ancient or contemporary sages to improve their literary spirit.

But in Xia Wenxue's opinion, his master seemed to be better than these sages.

For example, the ancient sages who encouraged poetry to learn could have the ability to have seven or even eight dou. If they could obtain their poetry practice speed, they would increase several times.

But her master was about to leave two hundred years ago and wrote this article "Pusing Learning" and hoped that she would study hard.

The moment his master finished writing, a ten-foot literary spirit rushed into the sky, and the Great Way of Wen rang out.

The bell of the great way will only ring when the person who is recognized by the great way will ring. It has been recorded in ancient historical books that only the literary immortals in the Penglai realm received the bell of the great way in ancient times, and they were obtained in the Mahayana realm.

So when she watches and learns with the original works of "Encouragement" every day, she can still have a good practice speed even in this world with barren spiritual energy.

In addition, she is already gifted, so it is not surprising that she can achieve perfection of the Golden Pill within two hundred years.

However, she has not seen this "Encouragement of Learning" for others. It is not because of her selfish intentions, but because she naturally dare not spread it randomly without the permission of her mentor.

"Is this thing so useful?"

Su Changzhou said a little confused. He thought that the bell ringing of the great way was just like the rolling thunder in heaven, which was a special effect of increasing the heavenly tribulation.

Xia Wenxue's eyes began to show infinite admiration and admiration, and nodded and said:

"Yes, no one can match the master's talent."

"So, after my disciple successfully became the Imperial College of the Holy Wen Dynasty, I will let the entire Holy Wen Dynasty students become masters, you are the goal and role model."

"All the master's poems and strategies that have been revealed by outsiders have regarded it as something that Suzi Academy must learn."

Su Changzhou raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this. The ghost is indeed you...

He was thinking that his poems should not be circulated so widely, even ordinary people know this level.

The second apprentice, who is the official position of the Imperial College, is as old as the Minister of Education.

It is very difficult for people with such official positions to promote their deeds even if they don’t want to spread them widely.

"Ask the snow."

"We monks should do low-key things."

"So don't do such a high-profile thing in the future."

"If you really can't help but want to be a high-profile person, please don't bring him as a teacher."

"Are you clear?"

Su Changzhou looked at his second disciple and warned him.

I just collected Xia Wenxue as my apprentice, so I naturally have to tell you clearly about such important things, otherwise he would not be able to bear the number of heavenly tribulations to myself every day.

Low-key?

After hearing the master's advice, Xia Wenxue's eyes were a little empty.

The word "low-key" is obviously incompatible with his master.

My master was talking about scholars in Chunxiang Pavilion at that time, and then several peerless poems made all scholars and famous scholars speechless.

After the top scorer in high school, he pointed out the emperor's mistakes in governing the country in person, and then gave him some advice on governing the country, so that the emperor wanted to worship him as prime minister.

And the master who said in the court, "Don't worry about having no friends in the future, who doesn't know you in the world?" actually said he should be low-key?

Something is wrong, absolutely something is wrong.

Have you really become low-key and calm?

It is impossible, my energetic master cannot be so low-key and calm.

This must be the master’s trial for himself!

Thinking of this, Xia Wenxue suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

Looking at the master who was traveling outside, her plain eyes made her even more determined to make her guess.

No, right, the master may be really low-key.

Don't think too much, don't think too much.

When his two apprentices' eyes went from dull to glowing, Su Changzhou felt a bad premonition.

And it seems like I have experienced it before.
Chapter completed!